Seeing that the black knife shadow condensed by the sword intent of the night was about to slash Mu Qianmei's body, many people in the audience couldn't help but exclaim, if they were slashed by this black knife shadow, even if Mu Qianmei didn't die, she would definitely be seriously injured immediately.

At this time, Ye Ming, who was in the air, and the real nine-ring knife in his hand also followed the black knife shadow and slashed towards Mu Qianmei.

If Mu Qianmei was injured by the knife shadow, the nine-ring knife in his hand would inevitably slash at Mu Qianmei's body without hesitation, giving her another knife.

Many people couldn't help but close their eyes, they couldn't bear to see the scene of Mu Qianmei being slashed with a knife, thinking about it, Mu Qianmei's body would inevitably be split in two and cut in half.

What a bloody and brutal scene it would be!

At the critical moment, the ring worn on Mu Qianmei's middle finger seemed to have a magical power, protecting Mu Qianmei's soul that was about to fly out of her body, allowing her to gain a short period of consciousness.

When her eyes returned to clarity, she just saw that the sword shadow formed by the condensation of the black mist had come to her, and in a hurry, the dragon sword in Mu Qianmei's hand quickly drew a circle, and it suddenly seemed to form a barrier, temporarily blocking the black sword shadow.

Seeing that the Nine Ring Knife of the Night Darkness had broken through the black fog and slashed towards the top of Mu Qianmei's head, Mu Qianmei immediately drew a circle again, and the Tai Chi Sword took advantage of the situation, and lightly took the Nine Ring Knife away from the direction, making him cut into the air.

Mu Qianmei didn't want to waste any more time, and when the night sword failed, the long sword in her hand turned around, and it turned into the fourth sword of the sword technique with the wind.

This was the first time that Mu Qianmei's cultivation had been promoted to the middle of the heartbeat period, and it was the first time that she had used her full strength to cast the frozen earth, and it was a condensation of sword intent and a direct display against the night underworld.

Ye Ming slashed with a sword, and before he had time to change his move, Mu Qianmei stabbed with a sword, and he immediately felt extremely dangerous, and the biting cold had just soaked into his body, and he had already teleported like a conditioned reflex, escaping from the range of the icy attack.

This dangerous escape made Ye Ying both embarrassed and couldn't help a palpitation, when he first faced Mu Qianmei, he felt that with his own strength, defeating Mu Qianmei was just an easy thing, so the move seemed to be ferocious, but in fact he did not go all out.

I didn't expect that in just two short moves, I would look so embarrassed.

He quickly shook the nine-ring knife in his hand, and the nine-ring knife on the back of the knife immediately made a clanging sound again, the sound was rapid and weird, and the soul was more powerful than before.

This time, Mu Qianmei had already had an experience, so she immediately used her strongest spiritual power to guard her mind, and shouted:

"Look at the sword!"

This loud shout not only lifted himself, but also shook the night for a moment, although he had just avoided the ice, but he was still somewhat affected by a chill, and his mentality was not as relaxed as usual, so there would be a moment of distraction.

The master duel, the fight is for that moment.

There was a slight pause in the night, and Mu Qianmei's sword move had already attacked like lightning, and this time, it was the fifth sword of the five swords with the wind - Wind Dance Qiankun.

Ye Suifeng was able to destroy half of the forest with a sword without spiritual power, and now Mu Qianmei is cultivating in the middle of the heartbeat period, and exerting super spiritual power, that power is not known how many times stronger than Ye Suifeng's exertion back then.

The strongest soul dementor knife technique of the night is naturally the soul dementor, and now he has no time to perform the soul dementoring technique, seeing Mu Qianmei's long sword attacking, he instinctively raised his sword to meet him.

It's a pity that it's too late, as soon as the sword move is cast, his whole person has been shrouded by the sword intent, blocking all his retreats, he can't even find a trace of flaw, and raising the sword to meet him is just a subconscious behavior, and he can't block the attack of the sword move at all.

Without the influence of the jingle sound on the nine-ring knife, Mu Qianmei's whole state reached the best state, and the night underworld ushered in with a knife, in her eyes, there was no order and power at all, she completely ignored the nine-ring knife ushered in by the night underworld, and the sword move passed through the shadow of the sword, and quickly stabbed out the ninety-nine-eighty-one sword on the body of the night.

This is just a move, but this move implies ninety-nine eighty-one changes, and Ye Ying can't see any flaws, so naturally he doesn't have any power to fight back.

When the sword shadow dissipated, the situation at the scene was very tragic, Ye Ming was stabbed in the ninety-nine eighty-one sword, and there were eighty-one wounds on his body, and each wound was in the vital place, either the acupuncture point, or the important meridians of the joint, although the wound was not deep, but the powerful sword intent had pierced into the acupoint, and the meridians of the joint had also been pierced.

Ye Ming's hand, even the nine-ring knife was no longer able to hold, the palm of the hand naturally opened, the nine-ring knife slowly came out of the hand, and after a few rolls, it fell to the ground with a bang.

With the fall of the Nine Ring Knife, Ye Ying's body also began to bleed slowly, and the whole person seemed to have become a bloody person.

He looked dumbfounded, and he hadn't fully reacted yet, and muttered in his mouth:

"This ...... What kind of swordsmanship? ”

Mu Qianmei replied slowly:

"Sword with the wind."

Although Night Hades is not dead, he has completely become a wasted person, and he can no longer use his soul sword technique.

Mu Qianmei floated back, hugged her fists and said:

"Take!"

As if he had completely lost his soul, his gray eyes became as if he had become the color of the eyes of a dead fish, and he had completely lost the ability to dementor souls.

He said with a dead heart:

"Kill me!"

Mu Qianmei shook her head and said:

"You can kill people with impunity, but I won't, it's just a competition, I won't kill you."

Lin Yongshou looked at Mu Qianmei with sharp eyes, and said coldly:

"You might as well kill him! Okay, good, it seems that I underestimated your strength, and you are fierce enough. ”

Mu Qianmei looked at Lin Yongshou indifferently and asked calmly:

"What happens to me if I lose?"

The tone was very flat, but there was a deeper anger, with the shot of the night just now, it was all a fierce killing move, if she failed, she would have been cut in half by the night god a long time ago.

Lin Yongshou no longer spoke, but raised his hand, and immediately two people flew up and gently lifted Ye Ying down.

There was no applause, no exclamation, and for those who watched, there was just a feeling of palpitations.

Whether it was Night Darkness's shot or Mu Qianmei's counterattack, it was all in the most tragic direction, just like what Night Darkness said before the battle, fighting against him, there is no winning or losing, only life and death.

Unfortunately, he failed.

Although he did not die, in fact, his fate was indeed more miserable than death, and for a master in the late stage of the heartbeat period, it was better to be a wasted person than to die a heroic death.

However, no one thinks that Mu Qianmei has done anything wrong, as she said, if she fails, the end will not be much better.

Under the complicated gaze of everyone, Mu Qianmei calmly returned to the queue of Yunyan Pavilion, and she said to Elder Yun and Kong, who were dressed in clothes:

"Qianmei did not disgrace her mission and won this competition!"

Yi Shangyun nodded and said:

"Good work!"

After saying that, she felt a deep sense of exhaustion and sat down again.

Elder Kong ran up quickly, looked at Mu Qianmei and asked:

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? ”

Mu Qianmei shook her head and replied:

"It's okay, it's just that the consumption is a little too much, and I just feel a little tired."

Elder Kong immediately said:

"Then you should sit down and breathe and get some rest."

After Mu Qianmei thanked her, she returned to the team and meditated cross-legged and began to cultivate.

She closed her eyes slightly, took out the cold ice spirit stone from the ring and began to absorb it, quickly replenishing the spiritual energy she had consumed, and repairing the slight wounds in this body.

At this moment, Lin Yongshou couldn't wait to say:

"A five-to-five draw, I'll send my master Han Ziwen from the Demon Realm to the field this time, I hope you can still defeat him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in his sixties and seventies walked lightly into the competition hall with a ring ruler made of bamboo stalks.

Han Ziwen looked like a teaching gentleman, with a clear face, three long white beards, and a scribe's outfit, he didn't look like a person who could go to the battlefield, but since he was sent by Lin Yongshou at this critical moment, his cultivation must not be low.

He looked at Elder Kong and said in a calm voice:

"I haven't seen you for more than 3,000 years, but I didn't expect today's reunion to be such an occasion."

Elder Kong also replied indifferently:

"I didn't expect that you, who don't like to cultivate, actually cultivated to the early stage of the Jindan stage."

Han Ziwen said with a smile:

"It's just to let myself live a few more years and teach a few more children, so I practiced a few times at will, holding the ring ruler for many years, but I also realized a few tricks to admonish children, how stubborn children are, it is difficult to surrender without a few strokes, I never thought that one day I would use it on the test field."

Elder Kong frowned slightly, often the more such a person, the more difficult it is to deal with, he doesn't like to cultivate, but he can create his own moves, it can be seen that the talent is extremely high, and it is very difficult to win in a battle with such a person.

Now on the Yunyan Pavilion's side, only himself and Shen Yao are left, and Elder Kong is thinking about it, should he play in person?

If he plays, he has a good chance of winning the competition, but what about the next one? Let Shen Yao face Lin Yongshou, there is basically no hope.

After thinking about it again, Elder Kong still commanded softly:

"This time, I'll trouble Shen Yao to go up and fight."

After Shen Yao bowed and saluted, he slowly walked to the competition venue.

Han Ziwen looked at Shen Yao and said:

"How about we stop at the point and don't fight to the death?"

Shen Yao nodded and replied:

"Just what I want."

The two didn't say much, and Shen Yao stabbed out with a sword and attacked Han Ziwen's right shoulder.

Han Ziwen raised the ring ruler in his hand in a hurry, and instead of facing Shen Yao's long sword head-on, he slapped it from the side of the sword.

Slapping away the long sword, Han Ziwen immediately turned around and began to fight back, fighting with Shen Yao in one place.

The swords came and went, and the two were evenly matched.